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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO CASTARA, IN A TRANCE, by WILLIAM HABINGTON Poet's Biography
First Line: Forsake me not so soon; castara, stay
Last Line: Ne'er to cast anchor till we reach at heaven.
First Line: Forsake me not so soon; castara, stay
Last Line: Ne'er to cast anchor till we reach at heaven.
Forsake me not so soon, Castara, stay,
And as I break the prison of my clay
I'll fill the canvas with my expiring breath,
And sail with thee o'er the vast main of Death.
Some cherubim thus, as we pass, shall play:
"Go, happy twins of love!" -- the courteous sea
Shall smooth her wrinkled brow; the winds shall sleep,
Or only whisper music to the deep;
Every ungentle rock shall melt away,
The sirens sing to please, not to betray;
The indulgent sky shall smile; each starry quire
Contend, which shall afford the brighter fire.
While Love, the pilot, steers his course so even
Ne'er to cast anchor till we reach at Heaven.
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